For a moment I wondered if he thought about me while jerking it the idea made my pussy quiver with excitement. I switched on the lamp by his bed to the lowest setting and carefully peeled the quilt cover away. Indian sex In such a state of bliss and pleasure the weight and pressure of everyday life would melt away if it came back. It was taking every ounce of strength not to scream in pleasure, his cock felt perfect, length and thickness like it was made for my pussy. At full mast it was seven inches and quite thick I was impressed. I loved it, I loved them watching my exposed, quivering body and sent me reeling again. That’s when I felt the tentacle move lower down my back slowly between my cheeks and gliding along my anal entrance. A small black tentacle emerged from my agape maw, it was scary at first but as I studied it in the bathroom mirror I felt a wave of calm wash over me.
